Album: Put It On The Line Year: 2005 Track: 16 Track Produced By: RZA Samples: .... Lyrics: [singer] Tony for mayor.. (x4) [Ghostface Killah] Catch me in a crisp blue six, deep dish Jaws is Cris', valor stopped at the wrist Watches involved, talk to me Trick Daddy I liked the way you tilt ya hat up in that Caddy Son, can't believe you the most slept on Took a break since the Cuban, niggas lookin' like you just repped wrong You done slipped down a bid, got caught with the hammer Steal banners, medical examiners, clocked live hammers For real, you a live nigga, rock the five in ya slippers like them other five guys in ya picture Come on, watch, I'm the star of the show, so blow dem Mothafucka, you ain't blew in three years Son of a bitch, that's why I rock the big shit Don't forget who you is, nigga, you my little shit I will crush you to pieces, stop ya heart from tickin' And you mad cuz you a older clock, couple rocks missin' And my writin', the band, you can say it's ice flight-nin' You don't like him, do you? You wanna fight him In fact, I should've put you back, relaxed on the stones And copped ya two-thousand leather shit, snow cones A bowl of milk almost killed you, ah, you almost drowned in pops I brought another box, I'ma keep it real with you And I'ma murder you if ya bitch-ass get on my nerves again [Raekwon (Ghostface Killah)] Yo, Ghost, you'se a funny nigga Turn on the radio, all you hear is X and Jigga Haha, you vexed, nigga? No airplay (bet my gat spray) Yeah ...
